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Trivial Pursuits => Arts & Entertainment => Topic started by: Cioran on March 16, 2009, 10:36:57 pm
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The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.
Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too.
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.
Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.
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What a wonderfully nostalgic poem.
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Nostalgia for what?
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For The Deer Hunter (http://www.theonion.com/content/news/tree_featured_in_the_deer_hunter).
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There is trouble in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas.
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For orange creamsicles. (http://achewood.com/index.php?date=11072001)
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For The Deer Hunter.
Woolly Adelgid reference FTW.
...except, fuck woolly adelgids. they suck.
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There is trouble in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas.
You gotta love a band that can cross-brand a communist uprising with environmental awareness.
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Oh come on, at least give us a bit of variety! If I were after this I could just open the collected poems at random. At least the typesetting would be better.
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Is your sole purpose here to enlighten the board to the delights of Larkin's poetry?
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You gotta love a band that can cross-brand a communist uprising with environmental awareness.
And Canadian anti-americanism.
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Is your sole purpose here to enlighten the board to the delights of Larkin's poetry?
No.